A New Look for the New Year

I've been talking about going to the Salon for weeks now and finally, here in a whole new year all together, I'm finally actually going to make it in. I spoke to Miranda today (after sending her an e-mail begging her to answer her phone) to tell her that there had to be some changes. I'm tired of hair hanging in my eyes causing temporary blindness, tired of hair hanging down my neck causing tickling sensations to move up and down my neck. I'm tired of the unibrow that has gathered forces and is threatening to take over my face. I want a new hip look, I want spiky hair that needs lots of mousse and can be done in under three minutes and still look fabulous. I want highlights put in that don't call attention to the gray that has suddenly decided to make an appearance. I want to do this before my birthday next Monday. I'm going to Evil Sister's on Sunday where I will be toasted and cheered and I want to look toastable and cheery. I know I will feel cheery, since it's the first time anyone other than me, has remembered I have a birthday in oh, I'd say about 15 years. Maybe more. Does Mac (WTHF) remember my birthday? Well, no. He sort of wads my birthday in there with Christmas and then if I should say something about it I get "well it was just Christmas". I heard that a lot as a child, too. I didn't understand then and I don't understand now why my birthday should be lumped in with Jesus's birthday. He should be able to have His own birthday and Christmas as well, is my point. And so I jolly well should, too. I know that my birthday present from Mac (WTHF) is going to be terrific this year. Evil Sister has sort of shamed him into it. The best birthday present I got last year was her arrival from New Jersey to live nearby. It's sort of a long lasting birthday present, you know? If I pick up the phone to call her, it's not long distance. If I want to go see her, I don't have to pack a bag or put animals in kennels. If I want to gripe about how I think the world is mistreating me, she doesn't have so far to travel to whip me into shape. Come to think of it, I don't really need anything for my birthday. Just having the people I love know that they are loved is enough. That and a cup of tea. And a new hair style and two eyebrows independent of each other. And highlights in my hair. Yes, it's going to be a pretty pleasant birthday!